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Hey Skillz try not to take 10 hrs for a response this time ok?

Claim this time you not coming like the rest

Bringing a cowboy rap like the Wild Wild West

You gonna have spurs, a little star on your vest?

This ain't Will Smith or Kool Mo Dee

This is Big Green in the lot from Phil-ly

No need for Winchesters or even six shooters

Only my mind is the weapon that I need to do tha

Showdown at noon, in the normal spot

Now we gonna see whose fastest in the lot

See your hand itching, sweat on your brow

Give a little snarl, wait for the sound

Of the clocktower to strike

Finish once and for all, whose best with a mic

I draw first, then you draw second

Its only mic smoke that you getting

You didn't even get a chance to lift your rhymes out

So its apparent, really with a doubt

With your body in a wooden box

That its the Hulk whose tops

See the whole town gathered round

Let them know Hulk stills Sheriff in town

here goes nothing:

Early morning fights? That ain’t so right
Proves Sheriff Hulk – ain’t too bright
go back to the tumbleweeds before you’re weeded
Funk Four Nine rhymes get in the mind seeded
I’m in the town’s brothel kickin’ with the girlies
Laughing at the rappers who get up too early
Cause I start my day
the outlaw way,
with the biddies
nice round titties
Go downstairs for the pork roll
Grease in the gut helps last night’s toll
On the liver, my beats still deliver
Got Indian bros with rhymes in their quivers
This is Blazing Saddles and I’m Mel Brooks
Got hottie secretaries with the nice looks
No time for pistols, I tote the shotty
Loaded with slugs to bring down anybody
I shoot ya in the back,
There’s blood on ya chaps
Lay down real quick
And take a dirt nap
Yo, Frontier land is not in my plan
I’ll find my way to Tomorrow Land

Good one funk. Hey, thats why its a "Free for all".

About time you left the sidelines, got in the game

Now your a outlaw like Jesse James?

It only your ten gallon hat that will be blood stained

The Sherriff never will miss, he's always on aim

Here to clean up the lot of you and your gang

Hulk is the law, it don't bother me

But I still got your hands up just like train robberies

I already know how 49er's beats bangin'

But when this all through we gonna have a hangin'

When they say whose the best, no need to worry

I'll be your Hulkeberry

I've seen all the bounties, I know your life is foul

But Hulk puts them down like the O.K Corral

Trade in ya shotty for a microphone

So they can start work on your tombstone

Here lies Funk, with the date under your name

Tried to battle Hulk but the result was the same

Yo yo yo,
You’re the Sheriff like Suzanne Summers
Cept this case I dunno who is dumber
BOOM-OW!! Now I’m clutching my chest
You shot right through, messed up my vest!
Imma run these rhymes with my dying breath
Blood now leakin’ **cough** outta my chest

I break it on down as if you didn’t know this
You’re Andy Griffith, I’m the drunk called Otis
Now put me in the pokey and slam the door lightly
Be nice to my ass and kiss it politely
Throw me the keys
When I’m ready, I can free me
Go hug Aunt Bea,
Baking pies I love so dearly
You go on home and get from her a nooner
Send on over the mechanic named Cooter
Or is it Goober? The underbody luber?
(If I sober up quicker, Can I get out sooner?)
Go ahead and shoot, that gun’s Barney Fife’s
Loaded up with blanks to protect his own life
Go ahead and hang me, you failed knot tying
Show me the merit badge to prove I’m not lying
It seems to me
you need a deputy
who can shoot straight
in danger not pee
How about you deputize the Funk Four Nine?
(after I get done with this jar of moonshine)

ugh, my rhymes, they can’t be serious
lost a few pints, think I’m delirious!
SUZANNE! SUZANNE! I love your thighs
Got my whole life flashin’ before my eyes!
It was Sherriff Hulk,
rolled up and shot me
I was daydreaming
‘bout Three’s Company
I’m typing these rhymes on my two-way beeper
Before me is your mom! Mrs. Crypt Keeper!
For my life of crime, I’m going to hell!
With ex-Cowboys, eternity I dwell!

Three's Company and The Andy Griffith shows?

I thought you were going to show me how your funk flows

So far a lot sqawking like bunch of crows

It took 5 hrs to come up with your post?

I thought the funkster could come a little stronger

Only making the Great Railroad took longer

Just like my wit, my draw is too quick

Shots on the ground, make you dance and skip

Like a saloon girl doing can-can kicks

Varmits respect the Hulk, see them things on my hip

Aim so sharp, shoot a butt out your lips

bottles 1/2 mile away lined on a fence

Come up to the bar, order two fingers of whiskey

Aiming at the Sheriff but they always miss me

Ain't no problem deputizing you, I reckon

But if I'm the Sheriff that means you come in second

Would have been longer but, beer thirty is in 5 mins.

dood, i give. i can't do this old west shit. its been a long work day and i'm looking towards a few hours of working on my condo before bedtime. boooo.

LOL, them rapping is harder than it looks. I was gearing up for Skillz because he said he was coming Western style this week. Oh well.

"theme rapping"

Been gone for a minute but I returned

I was at the barber having him shape up my Whatt Earp side burns

Like Johnny Ringo said " In the Bible its written "

Behold the pale horse the man who sat on him was Skillz and hell followed with him

Funky49 raps just not your game, I`ll put you to rest

Or like Doc said " I know , lets have a spelling contest "

Now I turn to Hulk and say " Say When "

You claim to be my HuckleBerry but you more like Huck-fin

I laugh at both your post , It was an effort-less attempt

On a scale of those with skill your name was left exempt

This towns only big enough for one sheriff on the 700 network

No bag over your face , so when you linched I can see your eyes jerk

Like Joe Mesi I`m the new heavyweight

While you both nervous like a girls whos periods late

I`m all late and wrong .. I know....It took 20 min. just to come up with that..I cant swing the western thing...Next Fri. we go back to freestyle

Skillz is a day late and a dollar short

Think he is way off course,
think you a cowboy with a gun and horse

Haven't heard a thing of this sort

Forget towns, you gonna need a fort

To stop Hulks onlsaught of flows

These other rappers fall just like the Alamo

But your Bowie, with a knife in a gunfight

Big Green is taking your rap life

We talking the Good,

the Bad

the Ugly

That's Hulk

Skillz and

the 49er named Funky

Hulks style no one could ever top it

Make songs about Hulk like Davy Crockett

No muskrat hats

No guns with flintlocks

You know who it is

they can't stop

H U L K

Please little rappers just go away

Promising each week,

you gonna bring the heat

No more raps today, your not worthy

I'm tired and its past beer thirty

You guys can't rap.
You need to take a nap.
I'm tired of this crap.
You're all over the map.
Don't make me bust a cap.
You shop at the Gap.
Your head's in my lap.
You bomb like a Jap.
You would run from Sapp.
you fell in my trap.
and your girl has the clap.

Yo stink:
Nice effort, but you're outta your league here. Johnson & I don't even try to contain the green guy in his domain...(sorry if that last passage rhymed, I really didn't mean it)

I got something for Stinky and their fans.

What do you have? When can I have it?

Is it bigger than a breadbox?

Let me go ahead and throw this out there...

I like the Bills +3 vs. the Titans and I`ll take the over thats at 37...
And I`ll take the Saints getting 3.5 over the Jets